Evil Clown Stories Novels & Stories

(Days ago...) A day after Larry's party, Mark, the man who worked for Leonel, had an order, and he was sure it would be easy to execute. However, there was always a great risk of everything going wrong. Leonel Vos' closest and most trusted team had worked closely with Gael Cliff's men as if every one of them had been on the payroll of the same company. But those who were truly loyal to the businessman and former intelligence officer had a life incentive: to put an end to the mafias and powers led by the Cliffs, especially the son, Gael. They turned out to be few police officers in Vos' favor, those that even he trained (in the beginning) for the benefit of his enemy.

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she demanded, lowering her soaked cunt onto my mouth. I attacked her eagerly, licking and sucking her swollen clit like a starving woman. Her juices coated my face as she ground against me, using my tongue for her pleasure. She reached back and rubbed my clit roughly while I ate her out. “That’s it, baby. Make me cum on your face like a good little dyke slut.” Her dirty words made me moan into her pussy. A few minutes later she came hard, flooding my mouth with her sweet cum while she grinded on my tongue.

Elias stopped moving. Then came a soft scurrying sound. Tiny claws on the floor. Relief hit me so hard I almost laughed. “It’s just a rat,” Elias said after a moment. “Or maybe a raccoon that got in through the vents. The campus has had problems with them before.” “Thank god,” I breathed. “I thought we were busted.” He made his way back to me, slower this time. His hand found my arm in the pitch black. “You okay? I didn’t mean to stop so suddenly.”

Sliver POV After the last prank, I kept my mouth shut and still wasn't ready to say many words again and promised to keep myself hidden but still was happy and not happy with the huge game they played on me. This day would be one of the happiest days ever in my life since a ceremony was being held for everyone who got their mate and it was so interesting for me. Just the food and blood feast was enough for the young werewolf to get herself pretty well for at least half a day or more.

He felt fast action was vital,so he tried to twist the cyclist's head back to it's proper position,BREAKING THE BIKER'S NECK! I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!

’’ Alonso frowned, ‘’wasn’t it too stressful to pull such a prank? ‘‘Draw what?’’ Andy raised an eyebrow. ‘‘That!’’ Alonso gestured towards the door, ‘‘what the fuck?’’ the drawing was gone. ‘‘Dude, you’re already paranoid reading all those creepy things about Mr Freaky Six the Decapitator, aren’t you?’’ Andy joked. ‘‘Cool name – and no, I’m not paranoid, there was a drawing on my door.’’ Andy suddenly gasped and gawked with his eyes wide open ash he looked at Alonso’s door.

"Hold up, I'll stop you there uncle, I'm sorry. Ehm, you called her owl-something and akwshinis, did I get that right?" "No. And you cut me off again. I'll explain just once, so listen- so I can get back to telling you the whole story. Owlignus is their specie, they are shapeshifters but mostly owls. They are witches, old witches, and we all know ancient witches are very powerful. They feed on owls, which is weird because of what they are, but legend has it that they get their powers from owls, so every Friday night, they feast on owls. They are evil, of course, and they are good too. Just like human beings, some of us are kind while others are sadistic. And Akwanisis is a title for the chos

“Eat your cum out of my pussy, yes, push it back in with your tongue. I can feel it leaking out and you are licking every drop back inside like a nasty boy. Do not stop sucking my clit.” He groaned loud right into my cunt, the vibrations shooting through my whole body, and shoved two thick fingers in alongside his tongue, pumping them fast and curling them against that spot inside me while he sucked hard on my clit. The wet sloppy sounds of him devouring my creampie filled the bedroom, his spit mixing with my juices and his cum dripping everywhere while he ate me like he could not get enough. This is so fucking filthy, my son’s best friend is on his knees eating his own cum straight from my

"No, I can't have that. We're gonna get him the best fuck of his life." "That's the spirit, lad!" "Operation Fuck Declan Is In Full Effect!" "Sounds a tad bit off, but I'm glad we're on the same page." We sauntered closer to Declan, and the clowns, just in time to hear the fat one telling him about the items they had. "We've got exotic fruits, unconventional jerkys, and homegrown favourites with exciting twists!" He held up what looked like elf ears and gargoyle balls. "Come on over and try something you've never tried before!" He waved over Declan to come closer.